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Sunday, May 2, 2010

Monster Caged ...Ideology retained


The pandemonium is over.The euphoria has died down.The bird has been killed!!!!

What started as great revelry now has been reduced to petty immolation of the scapegoats.The festival sparked off with the advent of a new paradigm,the one that promised to turn the entire furniture on its head.The start was nothing short of mesmerising,with all the elements in full bloom dancing in the isle of their own pygmalionism.
                       The monster was created.The leviathan was frankenstined. It was unleashed to devour!It promised to bring mayhem ,and it did.Initially the ruckus was bearable but soon Mr hyde got better of Dr jekyll.The design failed ,it was always flawed,but now the creator who being a victim of his brinkmanship got to know of the cataclysm.
                            But as they say "excess of everything is bad", when the balloon got over its proportions ,it had to burst.But worst of all it not only burst ,but also triggered an avalanche.An avalanche of proportions best left unestimated.The snowballed misery rolled with it the aspirations,the imaginations,the wishes,the prayers and buried the same in miasma of hellish contraptions.
            The day was of the gulliotine.The neck was marked.It had crossed the trammel.Its fate was to get severed.But as the nightmares generally are ,the headless monster rolled on ,it continues to fight, throbbing away violenty,thrashing,hissing.But i am not versus the creation ,nor against the creator but against the train of thoughts that led to the inception of the evil,maybe the counterproductive process is the culprit.Who knows?
                            Who are we to dole out brickbats? what authority we have to antagonise the perpertrators?But i will still stick my neck to say that although the tradition has been to mollify the morale police ,it is imperative to not to let the emotions draw out the sap out of a sapling that gave one rotten fruit.The trick is to give the right fosterage and to sever the wrong shoot.
The fortuitous thing is that the appartchiks come and go,but the system is there is to stay.All detractors speak the same shibboleths.Its a continuous process to wilt ,but it takes only a moment to give up the ghost.
                I wonder whether its a paradox when we speak of the putrefaction in the exterior, and the purification in the interior.Just think beyond ...And u will understand the magnanimity of the opportunity that lies in interpolating the outliers....

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